PRESENCE: A MOTHER'S GIFT

In 1997, at the age of 73, my mother was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. The diagnosis came after a good seven years of forgetfulness, disorientation, repetitive questions and decreased executive function.  

Although we all wanted to believe her symptoms were age-related, my mother had known intuitively for some time that something just wasn't right.  Her diagnosis, therefore, did not surprise her.

As we struggled to understand what this would mean for her and for us, my mother spoke of a silver lining. "I could have been taken suddenly in a freak accident and would never have had an opportunity to say goodbye, to tell you how much you mean to me."  

That perspective would inform how she would live her life and help me discover firsthand the exquisite tenderness of a connection that today transcends language and identity.  I also have learned precious lessons about love, patience, perspective and joy.

Here's one of  my favorites. 
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